After a routine dog hike I headed off to the Awbury Arboretum.
I have passed the sign for over 16 years but situated among a depressed section of
Philadelphia I assumed it would be in poor condition.
But after my mother mailed me an article about
the arboretum as a prospect for some photo/promotional work
and after a seeing a feature article on the arboretum in a local paper my curiosity was peeked.
So down the bleak avenue of town I went
until I came to Washington Avenue and Chew
until I came to Washington Avenue and Chew
- with signs of poverty and crime infested life strewn about.
But turn in the drive and I was transported back in time.
The Cope Mansion - where Henry Cope first built his home in 1852 on 50 acres.
As his family grew, so did the beautiful stone homes - each surrounded by high stone walls.
It was an obsolute astonishment that this beautiful historical park could
be tucked away among the rubble of Philadelphia.
be tucked away among the rubble of Philadelphia.
It was like a chapter from C.S. Lewis' "Witch and the Wardrobe"
Odd trees
Even a Winnie the Pooh Tree
A magical day indeed!
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